Some Reality Web

Cooper's cat The stray that Cooper brought home a couple weeks back had her kittens a little while back. They've been doing okay, they're still only a few weeks old, so too little to leave their mom.

Dad's already said I can keep the mom and a kitten, apparently I am not allowed six cats. I mean, I don't think that's too many. But I am being out voted. I am being oppressed and I dislike it.

Not getting attached to these little fur children is gonna be hard.

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Starting a petition to keep all six; sign below.

[Friends]
I'm not sure if I should
I feel [...] bad. About James leaving.
I miss him even though we hadn't talked very much in
I don't even know exactly what kind of bad. Feelings are complicated and stupid.

Okay, I've been going this by myself, because damn this is weird.

But at this point I have no idea what this place is about or where the hell I am. So, my name's Dinah Lance. Anyone know where a bar singer can get a job?

He didn't turn to dust, but this still fucking sucks. Some birthday month. And life goes on, you know?


[He is a little drunk]

Who in the bloody hell is calling themselves a 'jubilant entity' and why have you brought us here?

It is customary to introduce one's self upon arrival in a new world though I admit I have been somewhat distracted with familiarising myself with being whole once more and now present here.

A real "mind trip" as Agent Coulson would say.

I am Lady Sif, formerly of Asgard, and now apparently a resident in Goodland.